2nd Bounty - [Action Post]

[realhotinhell]

[ Obviously, John is unsatisfied with his current situation. He woke up in someone else's house, beside some woman he'd never seen before, in clothes that weren't his. Marston's wide collection of guns was nowhere to be found, nor was any other belonging he remembered having while headed to Chuparosa with De Santa. Even his hat was nowhere to be

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[hourai_branch]

[Waves]

[realhotinhell]

[ John doesn't mind at all when people walk right by him, dressed in what is essentially his sleepwear. Predictably, he isn't in the right mood to be questioned over his clothing. The little girl waving sort of startles him, however.

He halts for a second, rubs his neck, and waves back. ]

[hourai_branch]

Hello mister! Are you new here?

[realhotinhell]

[ The kid's chipper, he's got to give her that. Not the fake kind of chipper, either, and that sort of helps the situation. He wishes he was in different clothing, but that can't really be helped, John supposes. ]

Guess so.

[bogusmagicker]

((Heya, sorry to be a pain and back-tag so far back, but Yuki is John's daughter and I was on hiatus. I seem to have missed your introductory post, actually, and you don't seem to be on the friend add list, either. Sorry. =( ))

[As John continues to walk in his straight line path, he may notice the scenery beginning to repeat itself. He may also notice that the first time he re-passes by his house, there is a young girl with violet hair sitting on the front steps. She will be there every time he loops back around indefinitely.]

[realhotinhell]

((pssh its not a pain at all bro :V i saw your hiatus post which was why i figured i wouldnt bug you about it.))

[ John noticed, all right. He saw the girl on the steps of his front porch, but at first, he didn't even remember that was his house. He kept on walking, and when he passed the same girl for the third time, he decided it was about time to give it up.

He approached the young girl, tired and confused, and realized the 751 near the house's front door was familiar as well. It was now that he realized this was his house. Did that mean he was walking in circles? He knew he couldn't have been walking in circles... he was just walking in a straight line. John had mishandled a lot of situations in his life, he was more then aware, but he was pretty sure he could handle walking in a straight line.
He passed the pickett gate, then looked at the girl, wiping the sweat from the back of his neck. ]

... can I help ya, miss?

[ There had to be some reason this girl was in front of his house, after all. ]

[bogusmagicker]

[She barely looks up from her book.]

I do not think you can.

[realhotinhell]

[ This... sort of has him confused. The girl's stoic demeanor is something to note, as is her presence on his porch. Of course, she could just be reading there because she feels like it. He isn't sure, but now he's curious about it. He saunters over towards the front porch, and plants a foot on the step closest to the ground. ]

Seem awful young to be sittin' on the doorsteps of folks you don't know, miss.
Where're yer folks at?